Truman

(Ayyyyy Bitch Yeaaaaah) Imma let this ride out for a cool second you feel me ? This the type of shit you dance in the shower to, you feel me ? (Yeah bitch stay clean bitch, make sure yo pits washed and all that) (Yeah, Uh) I wasn't comfy havin zeros So I started chasin c notes Started sellin out da window Now I don't lift a finger I jus sit back n linger Play this game but I'm cheatin Call my money sheep the way it countin up while I'm sleeping Tunnel visioned on da bag made me forget that I'm human Nowadays cautious with real and fake feelin like Truman But ion stress too much cause I got life imma live it We all got dealt different cards it's what you make with what's been given First hand witness seen a bill turn to a rack Picked up on the process n I ain't ever looked back I saw a glimpse of hope when I shipped my first pack N I knew I wanted more when I made my first stack So I been on a mission to getting more bags N I pray for better days n that the payment don't lag I just wanna shop with no worries bout tags But my priorities straight first imma cop me a pad I'm surrounded by youth that just want the new new I just want a trip w bros out to Honolulu We tryna get out the way from the shit we're use to Could've gone a different path but instead we eschewed Yea find your own way bitch Stop riding waves You feel me? (Ay Apaches did this shit bitch)